Hello my name is Eclipse and welcome to my Minecraft Fanfic. This is my first Minecraft story so please give me suggestions on what I can improve and add. This story is also still a WIP so all I have done is the prologue. I am accepting character applications though
Character Application:
Name:
Age:
Species:
Only Minecraftians will be accepted
Gender:
Allegiance:(GOOD/NEUTRAL/EVIL)
He/She can be a spy
Inventory:
Skill(s):
Weapon(s):
Bio:(AS DETAILED AS POSSIBLE)
Of course some character applications will be denied but that is no reason to hate the story. If I denied the character application you can ask me however you want and I will answer you.
PROLOGUE
The day was cold and the air was dry , Steve was cold as hell but he kept on walking through the snowy wasteland. The day seemed to last ages and the sun didn't provide much warmth. When nightfall finally arrived Steve was as stiff as a board from all the snow. "Maybe I should just go back to my home, where I have food, warmth and shelter...", Steve said to himself yet he couldn't bring himself to turn around. He dug out an amateur home into the mush dirt with his hands and fell asleep. Steve woke up many times throughout the night be it from nightmares, stress or fear. He woke up during dawn and looked out to see the sun rising over the horizon. Steve was climbing the stairs to the surface when he heard a hissing coming from above, Steve braced for impact before falling to the floor unconscious.
Extra Stuff
I am open to suggestions, if you want to make a banner for this please post it in the comments. I am the sole owner of this book. You may not copy this book or take any of it's elements plot line, characters (except for Steve) etc.
Character Application:
Of course some character applications will be denied but that is no reason to hate the story. If I denied the character application you can ask me however you want and I will answer you.
PROLOGUE
The day was cold and the air was dry , Steve was cold as hell but he kept on walking through the snowy wasteland. The day seemed to last ages and the sun didn't provide much warmth. When nightfall finally arrived Steve was as stiff as a board from all the snow. "Maybe I should just go back to my home, where I have food, warmth and shelter...", Steve said to himself yet he couldn't bring himself to turn around. He dug out an amateur home into the mush dirt with his hands and fell asleep. Steve woke up many times throughout the night be it from nightmares, stress or fear. He woke up during dawn and looked out to see the sun rising over the horizon. Steve was climbing the stairs to the surface when he heard a hissing coming from above, Steve braced for impact before falling to the floor unconscious.
Extra Stuff
I am open to suggestions, if you want to make a banner for this please post it in the comments. I am the sole owner of this book. You may not copy this book or take any of it's elements plot line, characters (except for Steve) etc.